In Every Night
We go to sleep angry.
We go to sleep satisfied.
Sometimes we just go to sleep.
But in every night there are
crumbs of unfinished business that keep us waking up for richer or poorer side by side instead of alone.
crumbs of unfinished business that keep us waking up for richer or poorer side by side instead of alone.
yes
such are my nights
beautiful words!
Hi, John. I wondered if you might email me. I have a question regarding this poem. Thanks! Shelly
shelgey@hotmail.com